Place to place decades passed by Whistles and horns of train Set time for the world Carried goods by the tons People commuted to earn bread Happy travellers saw world Millions and Billions Miles it went Chukku! Bukku!! Chukku! Bukku!!

Child on back, elders crawling, to imitate train Entertained kith and kin Oh! Now a rare sight Sighting train happy children Jumping on toes, counting bogies Bye! Bye!! On platforms was for some Parting life forever, now a bygone story Chukku! Bukku!! Chukku! Bukku!!

Diesel engines arrive at stations, go in subways Electric trains, Bullet Trains replace show Less sound, more fast, pace of life super fast Hurry and worry take the toll Cheerful journeys down memory lane Like all obsolete now in museum Poor Chukku! Bukku!! Great Chukku! Bukku!!Chukku! Bukku!! Chukku! Bukku!! Chukku! Bukku!!…

Chukku Bukku is the nick name of the steam engine train usually addressed to children whenever referred to trains in India.

Hi All! This is the story of a steam engine train that served human kind for decades. The joy it had brought during the millions and millions of miles it travelled, transported goods and took passengers for happy rides. I have seen live drivers putting coal into the fire, preparing the train to move for miles. How grateful we have to be for it. Whenever it went cross country people used to set their time and that was the sign for their routine. I do not know how many times I have counted the bogies and made others to count. Hahaha!!

The journeys where slow though, but would make it very enjoyable. We would get to know co-passengers, talk to them, shared thoughts and eatables also. In a journey of a few hours they would turn to be great friends, help each other and be like a family. Sometimes the friendship would continue for some even after the journey. I think such experiences are with so many readers of this post. They could explain their own anecdotes.

Surprisingly and strange today’s journeys are very individualistic. Passengers and commuters are busy with their own self, I mean especially busy on their phones either talking, texting, playing game, reading or even blogging. They seem to be not aware that living persons are around them. At the most some may give a smile.

It is always an opportunity to mingle with people share thoughts and ideas and even exchange cultures. I see many of my friends here in WP are a sort of that essence and nature. Super fast life has cut down journeys which could be happier and worth the travel.

Having kept these golden pieces of travel icons in MUSEUM is one great act of gratitude and remembrance. My Salutations!!!